Chapter 5347: : Send you home, congratulate me on peace

At the beginning!
Ye Wuque tried his best, but after all, he still failed to save the Lower Dao Extreme Sect Master, making him fall under the curse of grimace.
But today!
In front of him, the eternal ancestor wanted to seize She Jianchan with the help of another grimace curse?
Is it pretty!
Endless evil spirits boiled into the void, and Ye Wuque rushed to Jianchan in an instant. Those indifferent eyes stared at the face of the eternal saint ancestor, and the killing intent surging inside made the eternal saint ancestor feel extremely painful. !
"You ant!"
The roar of the eternal ancestor is trembling violently!
He didn't want to understand how Ye Wuque did it!
That is the curse that the great master personally put down!
How could it be broken? ?
Puff!
With a raised hand, a bloodstain appeared on Ye Wuque's palm, and suddenly, bright red overflowed.
Under the control of Ye Wuque, his blood instantly poured into the large hole of flesh and blood in Jianchan's chest, as if he was a faceless face directly on the curse of the grimace!
"squeak!"
In an instant, the grimace curse on Jianchan's body also screamed in pain, shaking the void.
But Jianchan seemed to feel Ye Wuque's source here, and the closed eyes suddenly opened again!
The ancient will behind her was also boiling at the same time, and the great might reappeared, as if it had emerged from a long time ago.
The eternal saint ancestor uttered a painful roar at this moment.
And under Ye Wuque's blood, the grimace curse on Jianchan's body began to collapse at a speed visible to the naked eye!
The black smoke billowed and filled the void.
On Jianchan's forehead, the face of the Eternal Ancestor was already distorted at this moment!
After the two-pronged approach, the Eternal Ancestor suffered a fatal blow.
But right now!
The eternal saint ancestor suddenly exploded with black blood brilliance as if desperately, and rushed into Jianchan's divine soul space!
"My old ancestor fight with you!"
Ye Wuque's eyes moved slightly.
The grimace curse had been strongly destroyed by him, but this wave of Eternal Ancestor was specifically aimed at Jianchan's primordial spirit, and he could not intervene.
Jian Chan seemed to have sensed the last desperate effort of the Eternal Saint Ancestor, and closed his eyes again at this moment.
at the same time!
The ancient will behind Jianchan seemed to be photographed at this moment, shining brightly, and also submerged in Jianchan's divine soul space.
Ye Wuque believes that without the help of the Grim Face Curse, the Eternal Ancestor has exhausted its lamp and consumed the last strength. Jianchan has used the power of the ancient will, and the Eternal Ancestor will never have any chance .
And once the seizure fails...
The eternal saint ancestor can't even find ashes!
At this moment, Ye Wuque slowly withdrew his hand, and the grimace on Jianchan's chest had already begun to disappear a little bit, turning into black smoke and dissipating in the void.
Soon, the grimace curse on Jianchan's body was also completely destroyed, and never seen again.
Jian Chan's whole person regained his peace.
She stood in the void, her eyes slightly closed.
Ye Wuque held the big dragon halberd and stood quietly to the side, waiting for Jianchan to get the eternal ancestor.
The overall situation is set!
But the next moment...
Humph!
Jianchan's throat trembled, and he coughed out a large mouthful of blood, his eyes opened sharply, and a terrifying light came out of his inversion.
"You are not the eternal ancestor!"
"It's you!"
Jian Chan spoke suddenly, with endless killing intent in his tone.
Ye Wuque was also shocked by this sudden scene!
Jianchan's two sentences have no beginning or end, but Ye Wuque vaguely understood it.
"Of course I am the eternal ancestor..."
In the next instant, on Yu Jianchan's forehead, the voice of the eternal ancestor rang again.
Obviously still that voice!
Obviously still the voice of the eternal ancestor!
But it sounds completely different!
Weird, plain, leisurely, and vicissitudes of life.
It seems to have a kind of understatement that is in control of everything.
"You left a trace of strength hidden in the soul of the eternal ancestor, and it will only manifest itself at the moment when the soul of the eternal ancestor is crushed!"
"Taking me away, but you are only numbing my conspiracy through the eternal saint ancestor!"
"For me to destroy the soul of the eternal ancestor, so as to release this trace of your hidden power!"
Jian Chan's tone is extremely fast!
But at this moment, an indescribable majesty and fierce killing intent rose from her body.
"clever."
The voice of "Eternal Holy Ancestor" sounded again, and immediately brought a hint of inexplicable emotion.
"I didn't expect it to be you..."
"It's just... incredible..."
"In order to chase me down, I really took pains..."
At this moment, Ye Wuque's heart was shocked, and his eyes were like a knife.
The eternal ancestor is dead!
The eternal ancestor who speaks at this moment is... ‘it’!
Everything is set by "it"!
Grimace curse!
Including the eternal ancestor!
Including the so-called seizure!
all fake!
It's all a vain shot!
"It"'s real ultimate move is a trace of power hidden in the deepest part of the eternal holy ancestor Yuanshen.
When the eternal holy ancestor dies and the soul is destroyed, it will be released.
Everything "it" does is for this last step.
"It" this last trace of strength left by itself, manifested in Jianchan's soul space, is the real ultimate move against Jianchan!
"Rebellion... everyone gets it!"
"If you don't die, how can you be worthy of those souls who died in vain?"
Jian Chan's tone was calm and cold at this moment, but he exuded a fierce killing intent that pierced the past and the present.
"Since I am here to kill you after recovery."
"You should understand that the trace of power you left behind, even if it enters my soul space, is useless at all."
The sound of Jian Chan is like a Hong Zhong, shaking the sky and the ground.
"Ugh…"
"I just want to live..."
"Alive..."
"Is it wrong?"
The voice of "Eternal Holy Ancestor" sounded again, with a faint color.
But at this time, Jianchan's pupils shrank suddenly!
But the voice of "Eternal Holy Ancestor" continued to sound.
"You made a mistake..."
"This round was never meant to kill you, just to make you lose the biggest... rely on..."
Tear!
In an instant, Jianchan's body began to tremble, her eyebrows suddenly split at this moment, her expression of calmness, this time there finally appeared violent fluctuations!
Ye Wuque saw it clearly!
Behind Jianchan, the ancient will that had been blessing and guarding her, at this moment began to turn black a little bit, a little bit as if it was polluted by...!
From the ancient will that the supreme being bestowed on Jianchan a long time ago!
This is her biggest reliance, and also the biggest trump card!
This game of "it" is to make Jianchan completely lose this biggest hole card!
Once you lose the biggest hole card!
How can Jianchan still kill "it"?
"The poison of time and space!"
At this moment, Jian Chan suddenly spoke, and there was a shock that couldn't be hidden in his tone, as if he had recognized something that polluted the ancient will.
Chi Chi Chi Chi!
Jianchan's body trembled. At this moment, under the poison of time and space, the ancient will began to blur, become illusory, weakened rapidly, and was being slightly...stripped off! .
"Great existence..."
The voice of "Eternal Holy Ancestor" continued to sound, leisurely and wonderfully, it seemed to be staring at the ancient will, with a touch of emotion and inexplicable lightness in its tone.
"Should not be manifested in this era..."
"Send you home..."
"Congratulations on my peace..."
"It" laid out an ancient and perfect game, waited for a long time, estimated countless times, evolved countless times, and the winning ticket is already in hand, and it is countless!
At this moment, Jianchan finally succeeded in stripping off Jianchan's biggest trump card, and his merits were fulfilled.
this moment!
Ye Wuque held the big dragon halberd tightly, but could only watch this happen!
Because he can't help it!
The power left by "it" has now entered Jianchan's soul space.
There is no way to punish it.
Forcibly shot, only Jian Chan will be hurt.
Helpless!
"help me!"
But the next moment, Ye Wuque's mind suddenly sounded from Jian Chan's still calm voice.